- Serenety, don't come back late... I know you're of age and all that. But I still don't like you walking around the woods alone in the early hours of the morning. - says my grandmother from her rocking chair.
She's so funny, the truth is that she's old but not so much to look like a granny like Little Red Riding Hood, and well, the wolf thing isn't entirely untrue since here we're both werewolves.